Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The air was silent for a long time, although Fang Zhuo lowered his head, he knew the groom was watching him.

He touched the corners of his eyes with his fingers at the right time, the tear that was finally suppressed, and sniffed sadly.

The groom leaned on the manger with his arms folded, his eyes turned around the young man, and finally stopped on his left hand.

Thin white fingers tapped back and forth on the edge of the manger. This was an unconscious movement, but it successfully exposed Fang Zhuo's joyful heart at this moment.

It seems that the death of a husband is a happy thing for young people.

Ha ha.

The corner of the groom's mouth was tightened, his eyes drooped, covering the emotions inside.

Fang Zhuo was happy, he found that his acting skills had made another breakthrough, just now, his emotions and facial expressions were just right.

"I heard that you just had a quarrel with someone in the yard." The groom raised his eyelids, and the dark emotion in his eyes had faded.

Fang Zhuo's fingers suddenly stopped, and he was instantly overwhelmed with excitement. He really didn't expect that he would attract the groom's attention so quickly.

"It's not a quarrel." Fang Zhuo held back his joy and said indifferently, "It's just a friendly negotiation between everyone."

The groom pursed his lips slightly, "What are you negotiating?"

Fang Zhuo said, "Negotiate to let them leave the palace."

"My lord has been fighting everywhere and has never had time to take care of them. Year after year, if these girls drag on, I'm afraid it will not be easy to find a good family in the future." Fang Zhuo said empathetically, "It's better to let them go free and go find themselves." Happiness."

The groom said, "Can you make the decision for the prince?"

"Of course not, but you also saw that the lord is going to..." Fang Zhuo couldn't continue, and choked up.

The corner of the groom's mouth twitched, "Has the negotiation reached a result?"

Fang Zhuo spread his hands, "No, the sisters insisted on asking the prince to speak in person, but in the end we even asked the prince..."

Fang Zhuo subconsciously covered his mouth, what the fuck, he almost leaked!Seeing the groom looking at him, he opened his mouth and yawned.

groom,"……"

Fang Zhuo put down his hand naturally, "But he didn't even touch the prince's hand. When we went, the doctor was giving the prince an injection.

Behind the two of them, the chicken cub got into the stable and jumped on the back of the big BMW. The two didn't fight today, and watched and ate melons together.

The groom chuckled slightly when he heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, making them appear narrow and long.

What's so funny about this, Fang Zhuo didn't understand what the man meant, and felt inexplicably embarrassed.

He got down from the manger, patted his butt and said he was going back.

The groom suddenly asked, "Does the princess like to watch plays?"

Fang Zhuo replied subconsciously, "I don't like it."

The groom twitched the corner of his mouth, turned and walked into the stable, reaching out to shake off the chicken cubs on the horseback.

"You'll scare it like that." Fang Zhuo hurriedly stopped, ran over and gently hugged the cub, "It should be like this."

The groom didn't say a word, and he didn't know whether he listened or not.

Fang Zhuo glanced at his mouth, and secretly said to the system, "Why do I feel that he is hot and cold towards me?"

233 said, "That's because you are too retarded."

Fang Zhuo seriously denied, "I didn't."

233 didn't bother to argue with him, and reminded, "Take it easy, don't overdo it."

Fang Zhuo snorted, "Don't worry, I'm a conservative, I don't take the exaggerated route."

233 was speechless and escaped.

Fang Zhuo returned to the yard, and saw Sixi who was angry as soon as he reached the door.The boy's face was dark, and he didn't know who provoked him.

Seeing the young master coming back, Sixi complained, "Master, just now a little maid said that you asked me to go to the garden in the south."

Fang Zhuo said, "I didn't call you."

Sixi said, "I guessed it, so I didn't go. I suspect that little maid is deliberately trying to distract me."

Fang Zhuo nodded, thinking that Sixi's guess was right, but why?Tsk, no, I have to catch up on dry goods knowledge.

"Sixi, I'm going to lie down for a while, call me if I have something to do." Fang Zhuo left the words, went into the room to lie down, and asked the system to find him some TV dramas about Zhaidou.

Sixi stood at the door and glanced in through the crack of the door. The young master really lay down.

In just a few days, the young master has changed a lot.

I am more friendly to him, and my speech is not as gloomy as before, and I look very energetic every day. The only bad thing is that I have added a bad habit, love to sleep.

Fortunately, the prince is about to die, and there is no other person in charge in this mansion. If this was placed in another mansion, such a princess would have been trained by her mother-in-law with family law.

Fang Zhuo's heart was icy cold after nearly an hour of supplementing the knowledge of back houses.

As far as his IQ is concerned, if someone really wanted to punish him, he would be sure.

He was worried, so he searched the house all over to make sure that nothing was lost or too much, and he was relieved.

After thinking about it, he still called Sixi in, and reminded him again, "Sixi, no matter what time, there must be only one person in our room, understand?"

Sixi nodded, he had always done this, but seeing the young master's serious face, he still couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Fang Zhuo said, "I suspect someone is trying to kill me."

Sixi was surprised, "Then, let's run away, young master."

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "I can't run, I still have things to do."

Sixi thought of something, lowered her voice and said to Fang Zhuo, "Young master, before I came to Feng's mansion, I worked as a short-term worker in Zhou's mansion for a few days. There was an aunt in Zhou's mansion, and someone found a cursed man from the house." Ragdoll. Guess what?"

Fang Zhuo smiled, he had just read this story, "The doll had the master's birthday written on it, the master was furious, and ordered his aunt to be tied up, Shen Tang drowned."

Sixi was surprised, "You, you heard about it too?"

"I didn't hear about it, I just guessed it." Fang Zhuo was unpredictable, "I know, this doll is actually another concubine, someone put it in."

It's nothing more than planting blame, and killing people.

Sixi's glasses stared round, "Master is really amazing."

Fang Zhuo took advantage of it, picked up the paper fan on the table and fanned it a few times, "It's so-so."

But soon, his face darkened.

We must be more cautious in the future, this is an era of cannibalism, ordinary people are just ants, and their fate is in the hands of the powerful.

What he couldn't figure out was that who he provoked was worth sending someone to the door.

In the stables.

The guard brought a horse, handed the reins to the groom, and said in a low voice, "The door of the princess's house has been guarded, and the subordinates cannot enter."

The groom led the horse into the shed, "Did you check what I asked you to check?"

"After checking, this person is indeed not Feng Hai, but Feng Hai's younger brother Feng Yang." The guard said, "The real Feng Hai's whereabouts are currently unknown."

The Feng family is really courageous, they dare to do such things as marriages, and they don't know how to live or die.

The guard was indignant, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, "Since we know that we are getting married, if we wait for the matter to end, let's send him back, regardless of whether he is a superior or not."

"No." The groom said, saying that he added a lot of fodder to the bloody horse.

He did the night dive last night just to make sure whether Feng Yang belonged to the emperor, but looking at it now, he probably wasn't.

There is no such stupid eyeliner in the world.

Whatever the master says, the guards will believe whatever they say, they just ask, "The princess's room..."

"No need to go again."

"Yes."

That afternoon, Fang Zhuo moved the rocking chair to the shade of the trees in the yard, and fell asleep after rocking it.

Sixi was beside him using a fan to repel mosquitoes for him, and while he was fanning, he suddenly heard an exclamation, the sound was not loud, it should have come from the courtyard to the north.

Fang Zhuo opened his eyes suddenly, "Who is calling?"

Sixi shook her head, and was about to go out to ask questions, when the butler hurried over with her clothes on her hem.

"Princess, my lord, he, he has gone."

Fang Zhuo stood up suddenly, his body swayed, and he fell back to the chair with a snap.

He really didn't expect that the pot of the widow would be thrown down so quickly.

Seeing his mournful expression, the housekeeper couldn't bear it, "Princess, are you alright?"

Fang Zhuo waved his hand, put one arm on Sixi's shoulder to support himself, "Take me there."

The butler opened his mouth, sighed in a low voice, and turned to lead the way.

In the prince's room, the bed curtain was still tightly covered, and several concubines were kneeling on the ground crying and crying, their eyes swollen like peaches.

Fang Zhuo staggered over, "My lord..."

twenty one,"……"

He sobbed and took a step forward, trying to open the curtain to see the people inside, but was stopped by the guard who knelt beside the bed and got up suddenly.

"My condolences to the princess."

Fang Zhuo moved his wrist, "I just want to see the prince..."

The guard said, "My lord is tired from military service all his life, so let him go quietly."

That's right, no one wants to lie there and be watched.

Fang Zhuo expressed his understanding, turned around and knelt down with those concubines.

When the doctor spoke about preparing for the funeral, the palace prepared the coffin and the mourning hall.

Not long after, someone came in and lifted the curtain, carried out the man with a white cloth on his face, put him in a coffin outside the door, and carried him to the main hall.

The things in the main hall have been emptied, and it has been set up as a mourning hall. The maids and servants have all changed into plain clothes and lined up on both sides.It wasn't his relatives who died, but they cried harder than the other.

Fang Zhuo asked the system curiously, "So deep feelings?"

233 told a cruel fact, "The more sad you cry, the more money you will be rewarded."

Fang Zhuo, "..."

As a princess, he knelt on the ground with other concubines, crying and burning paper.

"Brother San, is it really Xiao Xin who is lying in the coffin?" Fang Zhuo always felt weird when he thought of the scene where the guards did not let him lift the curtain.

As a wife, isn't it right to take one last look at her husband before he goes into the coffin?It shouldn't be a bother.

233 has only four words, "Experience by yourself."

Fang Zhuo tore a few pieces of paper money and put them in the brazier, "Can you blow a gust of evil wind and blow away the white cloth covering the body?"

233 said, "Even if you blow it away, you don't know it."

That's right, he didn't even know what Xiao Xin looked like, "The young ladies next to me should know each other."

233 was indifferent, paused for a while before saying, "They haven't seen it either."

"What?!" Fang Zhuo almost stood up in shock.

The few concubines were only brought into the palace by the emperor in the past two years. No matter how busy the prince is with his work, there is always time to see each other.

Fang Zhuo didn't quite believe it, and lowered his eyes to tear off the sticky paper money, and approached to the side, "Have you seen the prince?"

The concubine was out of breath from crying, and replied without thinking, "No..."

As soon as she said this, the little concubine on her right turned her head and looked over, "Didn't you say that you had three spring evenings with the prince? Co-authoring is a lie!"

The concubine shrank her neck from her yelling, and the other two concubines looked up sharply.

Fang Zhuo let out a "shh", and told the others to keep their voices down, and looked back.

The servants and maids all lowered their heads, weeping ecstatically, easily covering their voices.

Fang Zhuo asked in a low voice, "How many sisters haven't seen the prince?"

Several people gritted their teeth and remained silent.Three of them once thought that the one who had married the prince three times in Chunxiao would take the position of wife and be favored by the prince alone.

Whoever imagined it turned out to be a lie.

After being jealous for so long, it turned out to be a scam. Who can understand their feelings!

A few people started arguing in such a low voice, Fang Zhuo, who started the war, shut up and kept silent, thinking secretly.

There is a concubine in the palace who is "favored" by the prince, it is impossible for Xiao Xin not to know, but why does he let the lies be wanton?

Lazy, or did it on purpose?No matter how I think about it, I feel that this is another intrigue.

Fang Zhuo said, "I think Xiao Xin is quite interesting."

233 said, "Hehe."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "What do you mean?"

233 said, "Concentrate on burning the paper, the emperor is here."

Fang Zhuo almost fell into the brazier with his head.

At the door, the emperor was dressed in white, still facing the wind. He raised his hand to restrain the eunuch who was about to shout, opened his clothes, and strode into the palace.

Everyone present knelt down and nodded.

The emperor didn't even look at it, he went straight to the coffin, and touched the lid of the coffin which was not tightly closed.

He looked sad, his lips trembled, as if he didn't want to believe that his only brother had just died, and then he stretched out the hand with the finger puller, trying to lift the white cloth.

But when he smelled the smell of medicine and stench, he frowned and took his hand back.

On the ground, Fang Zhuo was watching the live broadcast with his eyes closed, and he could clearly see the emperor's expression.

I couldn't help but commented, "If my only brother dies, even if he is crushed to a pulp, I will hug his corpse and cry."

233 said, "Everyone expresses their emotions differently."

Fang Zhuo pouted, "Then look at his shoes."

On the rhubarb boots was a dragon embroidered with teeth and claws.

Even he, the props for the celebration, knew that if he wanted to dress up in plain clothes from head to toe, wouldn't the emperor know?

Fang Zhuo didn't believe it.

The emperor wanted to leave after burning the incense, but when he turned around, he saw Fang Zhuo kneeling at his feet, and then he remembered that he had pointed out a man wife to his younger brother.

The emperor leaned over and pulled Fang Zhuo up, "My condolences."

Fang Zhuo held back a few tears, whimpered, and couldn't speak a complete sentence for a long time.

The emperor was impatient to hear him express clearly, let go of his hand, and strode away.

Fang Zhuo didn't care, and knelt back to the ground again, continuing to watch the live broadcast.

In the picture, after the emperor got into the carriage, the eunuch immediately put on a handkerchief cautiously.

Fang Zhuo groaned in his heart, after the dog emperor wiped his hands, he threw the handkerchief on the eunuch's face, then took off the plain clothes on his body, threw them on the side of the couch, put them in the carriage dragon robe.

The eunuch flattered, "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, finally..."

At the critical moment, the light screen was turned off.

Fang Zhuo threw the paper money into the brazier viciously, "Do you know that shutting down a live broadcast is equivalent to digging up someone's ancestral grave!"

233 indifferent, "Oh."

Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth. If there were not so many people around, he really wanted to give the system a thumbs up. You are really good.

King An has no children, and his wives, big and small, kneel during the day and take turns keeping watch at night.As the main wife, Fang Zhuo stayed the first night.

Sixi stayed with him till midnight, and was sent to bed after being sent to bed.And the butler who accompanied him, also dozed off behind him because of his age.

It was early autumn at this time, and there was always a cool breeze at night, the hanging lanterns were blown to and fro, and the candles inside were also flickering.

Fang Zhuo looked up at the huge black coffin, and subconsciously moved back.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that it was very quiet tonight, and it seemed that even the deployment of the palace was not as strict as it was a few days ago.

At this moment, Fang Zhuo heard a very slight bang.

His scalp was numb, and a chill crept up his ankles, creeping upwards.

"Who?" Fang Zhuo's voice became tense, and he stood up on his knees.

The butler still had his eyes closed, breathing slowly, and was soundly asleep.

Fang Zhuo's heart beat wildly, he was afraid, but he couldn't help but want to make sure if there was anyone outside.

He held onto the door frame, took a deep breath, and suddenly leaned out.

Then I saw a big cock.

The chicken cub came out to look for his mother, and while looking for it, he caught worms and ate them. Before going to bed, Sixi also gave him vegetables mixed with corn kernels, and his whole stomach was stretched into a ball.

Usually I can still jump up with a thump, but now, I just hit it hard when I jumped up.

What Fang Zhuo heard just now was the sound of his belly landing on the ground.

"How did you find it?" Fang Zhuo squatted down, and the chicken cub put his head on his knee and clicked.

The butler woke up immediately, turned his head and saw a big rooster acting coquettishly with the princess, and hurriedly stood up, "No way, this thing can't stay here."

Fang Zhuo subconsciously asked, "Why?"

The housekeeper said, "The rooster is at its peak, what should I do if I am surprised by the lord?"

Fraud.

Two words popped out of Fang Zhuo's mind, and he shuddered, "Then I'll send it back, and I'll stop by for convenience."

The butler probably just woke up, his eyelids drooped, his voice was a little hoarse, he looked old and weak.

He asked, "Would you like me to accompany you?"

Fang Zhuo waved his hands in fear, "No, I'll be back soon."

After finishing speaking, he ran away with the chicken cubs in his arms, and after running for a while, he suddenly stopped and looked back at the mourning hall.

The butler was lying on the edge of the coffin, and his head was stuck in, as if, as if listening to the people inside!

Fang Zhuo staggered and fell to the ground, his legs trembling non-stop.

He patted his chest to stabilize his heartbeat. He just turned over and propped himself up on the ground to stand up. Suddenly, he saw a figure running in the corridor directly in front of him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it.

"Damn it, Brother San, I'm damned!" Fang Zhuo was frightened to the extreme, his potential exploded, he jumped up and ran desperately towards the stable.

In the thatched hut next to the stables, the guards were reporting the situation.

Just as the traitor had just escaped from the dungeon, he heard the sound of running wildly.

He stood in front of the window and saw a young man in plain clothes, holding a big black-tailed rooster, running towards this side quickly.

The guard, "It's the princess, look..."

The groom rubbed his forehead, and with a simple gesture, the guard jumped out of the back window and disappeared into the night.

Fang Zhuo saw the candlelight shining from the thatched cottage, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and shouted, "Brother An, help, something is chasing me!"

When the groom heard the word help, he immediately stood up from the stool, and as soon as he opened the door, the young man threw himself into his arms.

Fang Zhuo was trembling all over, and wrapped his arms tightly around the man's waist, "Brother An, I... I just saw a shadow running past the corridor, tell me, could it be that the prince died unwillingly?" , come back... came back and asked for someone's life..."

groom,"……"